Adult-FanFiction.org : Movies

The Taming of the Jedi	By : DMSandArica Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 35807 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Star Wars movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Taming of the Jedi
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Part 13
- 14-Part 14
- 15-Part 15
- 16-Part 16
- 4
- 5
- 6
Part 5

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer:� George owns it and I write for free.

Chapter warning: ��Non-consensual situations

�Wake up, Jedi!�

Luke startled, peeling his eyes open. He was attached to
the wall again, or so it seemed. It was hard to tell in his initial state of
disorientation.

Jade�s latest machination for the past innumerable days
had not been the carnal overload of unrequited sexual gratification and tactile
stimulation, but rather absolute sensory deprivation.

Strapped to the table on which she had originally accosted
him, he�d been left in total darkness. No lotions or creams to make him aware
of his body. No sounds or scents. He�d been fed through a vein in his arm and
his bladder emptied continuously by a catheter, so that he�d been dispossessed
of even the most basic sensations of eating and elimination.

He blinked grit from his eyes to find Lady Jade standing
in front of him. The lights hurt and he squinted.

�We have a Masquerade to attend. Do you like parties?� she
asked.

He understood the words, but the sound of her voice was
foreign.

�You may answer,� she said louder and slower.

Luke licked his cracked lips and croaked, �Yes.�

The restraints holding his arms and ankles released with a
flick of her hand and he fell to his hands and knees with a grunt. She turned
to collect a tray from the table and he�d just struggled to his feet when she
came to stop in front of him again. He looked down at the tray which was
covered with various bowls of multi-colored liquids.

�They are harmless body paints,� she answered his unspoken
question. �No itching or arousal, though they�re a little cool at first.�

Setting the tray down, she dipped her fingers in one of
the bowls and reached for him. Instinctively, he cringed.

�We must be properly decorated for the Masquerade,� she
explained patiently, as if to a child. Stepping closer, she touched the hollow of
his throat and he shivered at the chill of the paint, and again when it warmed
up instantly.

When she ran her finger down his chest, though, he gasped
aloud. After days � or weeks, he didn�t know � without human contact, the
simple touch of her hand drawing an innocent line of paint on his skin was
almost unbearable in its intensity.

Dipping the fingers of her other hand in the bowls, she
drew even closer. �Close your eyes,� she whispered. �Feel��

He closed his eyes, strangely unconcerned about what
awaited him at her hands. His skin came alive under her touch and he could,
indeed, feel each fingertip as an individual entity, swirling paint over
his bare skin in delicate patterns of mysterious pleasure.

She painted his chest and abdomen in intricate designs
then moved to his shoulders and arms, taking special care with the tender skin
of his inner forearms. He was breathless, lost in the thrill of her gentle
touch when she stopped.

Her voice, sounding clearer now, instructed him to open
his eyes. She finished washing her hands in a basin and faced him, reaching up
to release the clasp of her long, hooded cloak. The cloak fell to the floor,
revealing her attire of black leather pants and a matching halter fastened only
with thin straps over her shoulders and waist.

Motioning to the tray, she held out her arms to him.
�Paint me.�

Hesitantly, Luke reached into a bowl of shimmering gold
and dipped his fingers. His hand was trembling when he rested his paint-tipped
fingers on her arm. He had never been allowed to touch her before.

She was soft, much softer than he�d imagined she would be.
He drew streaks of gold down her toned arms, though with less finesse than she
had used. Compared to her, his fingers felt clumsy and he hesitated.

�Do what I told you to do, Jedi,� she chided quietly.

He obeyed, dipping the fingers of his other hand into an
emerald-tinted bowl and reaching for her neck. Starting at the base of one ear,
he trailed down her throat over her exposed collar bone. He dared not venture
further, but a flash of enticement from her eyes roused a desire, and granted
permission, for a tentative brush of emerald over the smooth mounds harnessed
by her leather halter.

�I�m impressed,� she murmured. �No man has ever resisted
this long. Then again, I�ve never had the pleasure of � training � a Jedi.�

Luke looked at her, meeting her green eyes with his own.
Something about the way she�d said �Jedi� gave him pause. Was this nothing more
than a game for her? A challenge?

He pulled his hand away from her bosom, shaking. In
fitful, heated dreams he�d ripped the garments from her body and ravished her
until she had screamed beneath him in ecstasy. When she turned around,
revealing her elegant bare back, he wondered if perhaps it wasn�t a game worth
playing.

She walked over to a wardrobe and removed a black, hooded
cloak, identical to her own, and held it up for him to see. �For party attire,
you can go as you are, wearing nothing more than the collar and a chain around
your neck, or you can wear this. Your choice.�

And Luke understood the rules of the game, then. If it was a game. Either way, he knew what was
required of him.

Approaching her with reverence, he knelt at her feet and
kissed the toe of her black boot. �The cloak, please�my Lady.�

She feathered her fingers through his hair. �So�you can
be taught,� she said quietly. �Stand up.�

He rose and she draped the soft cloak over his shoulders,
fastening it gently at the neck. It was the first time he�d worn clothes in -
he couldn�t remember how long � and he stood straighter, almost smiling when he
met her gaze.

She looked at him approvingly and nodded toward her
discarded cloak on the floor. Luke moved quickly to retrieve it for her and
draped it around her neck with care. Fastening a thin chain to his collar, she
led him from the room.

* * * * *

They entered a large hall and Luke felt his jaw go slack
at the sight that met his eyes. Naked pleasure slaves and scantily-clad Imperial
officers were everywhere. Some were mingling and talking while drinking
colorful drinks; some were engaged in more intimate acts on various surfaces:
the floor, the furniture, up against the walls.

Several slaves were restrained throughout the room in
various positions of display. Others were copulating in twos, threes or more
while surrounded by small crowds of onlookers. The low murmur of conversation
was punctuated with moans and cries of pleasure from slaves and officers alike.

Every head bowed in respect to the Dark Lady as she led
him through the room and Luke was grateful for the hood that concealed most of
his face from prying stares. Jade guided him to a low, plush lounger, just big
enough for the two of them, and motioned for him to be seated. Not far away on
the floor, Pet was being shared by a man and a woman and she smiled at him. He
smiled back.

Jade settled beside him and he noticed, for the first
time, a small stage directly ahead. She leaned close and said, �I think you�ll
enjoy the performance tonight. Although I doubt it�s like anything that was
ever seen in the Jedi
Temple.�

A man
dressed dark finery stepped onto the stage and raised his voice: �Hear ye! Hear
ye!�

The crowd quieted around them as people settled and
trained their eyes on the stage.

The lights dimmed and he continued: �Tonight we share a
Tale of Good versus Evil.�

At this, a masked man clad entirely in black pulled a
young woman in flowing white robes onto the stage. She was bound and gagged and
her eyes grew wide at the sight of the audience.

�A Virgin Princess has been captured by an Evil Dark Lord
of the Sith,� the narrator
continued. �But before he can carry her away to his Lair of Darkness, a Noble
Jedi Knight arrives to claim the Princess.�

Charging toward the pair in a flurry of tan and brown
robes, a brown-haired �Jedi� ignited a blue stunt sword and brandished it in an
en garde pose. The �Sith�
shoved the girl to the floor and ignited his own red blade.

Luke glanced sideways. Light from the clashing red and
blue blades danced across Jade�s expressionless face and the thought crossed
his mind that the terrified girl on stage was, perhaps, not an actress or even
a slave.

A shout drew his attention back to the stage where the
�Jedi� had fallen in mock injury.

�Alas! The Jedi has fallen, but one of his Brethren hears
his desperate call and runs to his aid.�

Another brown-clad �Jedi,� this one with blond hair,
arrived and continued the duel, defeating the �Sith�
who crumpled to the stage and rolled away out of sight.

�The Noble young Jedi helps his Brother and they both rush
to the Princess�s side.� The narrator left the stage, then, but the scene
continued.

Instead of helping the �Princess� to her feet, the men
positioned themselves at her shoulders and feet and stretched her out so that
she was lying on her back. The lust in their eyes was evident even from where
Luke sat and his stomach sank at the realization of what was about to happen.

The man at her shoulders grasped the front of her dress in
both hands and ripped it open. The girl had been perfectly still until then,
but began to struggle as they divested her of her garments. They descended on
her in tandem, holding her down with the weight of their bodies as their hands
and mouths traversed and plundered her bare flesh.

The temperature in the room seemed to increase as the
audience shifted in arousal, some even touching themselves or their partners
discretely. Luke felt Jade�s hand on his thigh, gliding lightly up to rest
against his groin. She began to stroke him gently and, damn his conditioned
body, he grew hard almost instantly under her touch.

On stage, the blond �Jedi� at her feet untied her ankles
and bent her knees, spreading her legs wide. The other held her there as the he
retrieved his �lightsaber� and knelt between her
knees, positioning the tip of the saber at her opening. The false �blade� was
smooth and rounded, but the girl shook her head in horror and tried to scoot
away.

Undeterred, the man inserted the saber tip between her
womanly folds, sliding it in slowly. The girl�s body went stiff and she
whimpered beneath the gag in her mouth. Thrusting the saber in and out of her,
gathering momentum, the blond leaned forward to spread her sex wide with his
free hand and began to finger the little bundle of nerves within.

Faint moans in the audience were eventually echoed on
stage as the girl began to writhe and pant, lifting her hips to increase the
pressure of his hand against her sweet spot. The man at her head released the
gag. �Beg for it, Princess,� he said loud enough for the audience to hear.

�Please!� she gasped. �Oh�yes�please!� Her cries of
supplication increased until she finally shrieked, her whole body convulsing
with her climax.

The �Jedi� removed the saber from between her legs and
opened the front of his pants, plunging into her before she�d even quieted and
she cried louder still. The other also tugged himself free, pivoting to kneel
over the girl�s face and lower his erection into her mouth.

The audience could hold back no longer and erupted into a
frenzied orgy, many mimicking the act on stage and even accosting the slaves
strung up around the room for exhibition. Lady Jade sat unmoved beside Luke,
however, seemingly content to simply watch and fondle him.

The male actors finished their performance and came to
kneel in front of her. �An inspiring portrayal,� she smiled down at them. �How
shall I reward you?�

The blond knelt up and spoke quietly in her ear. She
nodded and leaned over to Luke. �They want you. Only to suck you off,� she said
matter-of-factly. �If you agree, I�ll let you finish.�

Luke looked at the men and swallowed. As much as he craved
release, he could not bring himself to consent. He turned to Jade and answered
hoarsely, �No, my Lady.�

�Very well.� She turned back to them and nodded toward two
muscular and well-endowed man servants in a nearby cage. �You may have Armand
and Michaeal over there.�

The �Jedi� bowed and left only to be replaced by a
fully-clothed Imperial officer. �My Lady,� he snapped to attention. �The
Emperor commands your presence.�

Jade stood immediately and beckoned Pet from across the
room. �Take him back,� she instructed when the handmaiden arrived. �Put him on
the bed.�

Pet bowed curtly and took Luke�s chain in her small hand.
He followed her silently back to Jade�s suite and did not resist when she laid
him on the bed and secured his wrists with the shackles attached to the
headboard.

She stood beside the bed and gazed at him, longingly
perhaps. She opened her mouth to speak and then closed it again before
whispering, �Good night,� with what sounded like a sigh of resignation.

Pet left and, eventually, he fell asleep.

* * * * *

Yanked violently from the bed, Luke woke to find himself
pinned against the wall by three dark, naked figures. Squinting in the
half-light, he recognized the �actors� who had portrayed the Jedi and Sith in the play.

The blond one leaned close, leering. �So,� he spat, his
breath stinking of alcohol, �the Jedi is too good to have his dick sucked by a
man.�

Before Luke could answer, or even protest, the man shoved
a strap of leather into his mouth, gagging him. A strong hand grasped his cock
and he recognized the familiar sting of the lotion he�d worn most recently. He
kicked futilely, but they were too strong for him in his weakened and
Force-deprived state.

Blood pounded into his loins and he felt himself growing
involuntarily long and stiff with the hardening agent. The blond knelt in front
of him and Luke closed his eyes in resignation, expecting to feel the warm
wetness of the man�s lips closing around him.

�Oh no,� the man teased instead. �You had your chance at
that. Now, I�ll enjoy you elsewhere.�

With that, the other two men stepped behind Luke and
pushed him to his knees, bringing him face to face with the blond �Jedi.� Hands
restrained behind him by the powerful figures, Luke could only turn his head
when the third leaned forward to kiss him around the gag.

The actor dropped to his hands and knees then and turned
around on all fours, exposing and positioning his ass. Luke tried to back away,
repulsed, but the men behind him were as strong as a durasteel
wall. One of them reached around, stroking Luke�s erection and placed the tip
firmly against the blond man�s anus.

No! Luke struggled fiercely, jerking away and
bucking with all his might.

�You know,� one of the men rasped into his ear, �that
fighting only makes it better.�

Shifting to the side, Luke managed to ram his elbow into
the man�s abdomen before being pushed brutally forward�plunging his engorged
member into the blond man�s ass.

He held perfectly still, refusing to play their cruel
game, but the respite was short-lived. With two large men sitting on his legs,
one set of controlling hands held his upper body immobile while another grabbed
his hips from behind and began thrusting him back and forth.

Luke tasted blood in his mouth as his mercilessly hard
staff was shoved in and out of the hot, tight walls. The men taunted him,
mocking him with chants of: �You like it, Jedi." "Fuck
that ass!�

To his utter degradation, Luke felt his climax begin to
rise. He tried to hold back, but the weeks of sexual torment had taken their
toll. With a strangled cry of humiliation, his hot seed shot, unbidden, into
the blond man�s core. Triumphant shouts echoed vaguely around him, but he
blocked them out, shuddering limply in the final throes of release.

His assailants were just getting started, however, and picked
him up to bend him unceremoniously over the side of the bed. �How about this,
Jedi?� they hissed. One of them held an object in front of his face and he felt
sick. It was his lightsaber hilt. They fumbled with
it, trying to figure out how to turn it on, before giving up and pressing the
hard surface against his bare buttocks.

�He doesn�t want a dick up his ass, but I bet he�ll like
this,� one of them laughed.

Luke thrashed against them desperately,
sweat stinging his eyes with the effort. The largest man threw himself on top
of Luke�s torso, pinning him to the bed and the other two restrained his legs.
To his horror, he felt the cold, unforgiving hilt pressing insistently into his
ass and he froze.

The last thing he remembered was the snap-hiss of
ignition�

(to be continued�)
- 4
- 5
- 6
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Taming of the Jedi